Stepping from the top of a 100-foot pole can never be easy, I imagine. I’m the type of person that regrets the things I have done in life not the things I haven’t done, so this will be a process…
If all I have achieved so far in life is riding on this decision of taking ‘a step’, I would consider whether I really want to limit myself to the secure and good or take a chance with the possibility of something great happening? I would ask myself over and over what do I have to loose and what do I have gain. . I will envisage the younger me when I didn’t understand what a risk was I just did it. I wouldn’t think too much about stepping from the top of a 100-foot pole because once you pause you make a gap for common sense to kick in. I’ll step with poise because I know to triumph without risk is to triumph without brilliance. That step might just be a step in the right direction
I ask myself why I would want to step down when I should be climbing up. Why am I so afraid? It might just be one measly step for me but it might just be a giant leap for mankind.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
We are what we do???
After turning red-er than red I shall take a deep breath and begin to write... (In my mind)
Okay so last week this time I read Marian Pike's blog to have a look at what the topic for that week's blog was. "What are we to do" is what I saw, idea's started to flow within...easy as pie I thought.
Now here we are almost seven days down the line and naturally more and more of my class mates are doing their blog entries and some of them commenting on mine. I had not even had the faintest clue that what I saw the topic to be was in fact wrong. I did not even know that I had done something wrong.
Firstly one could not blame this on me being hung over because I don't even drink. Deprived from sleep could be a factor? I need specs, but I eat my carrots. One could maybe blame the fact that I was indeed in a hurry to do my blog to get back to the festivities of the Easter weekend.
So with "we are what we do" in mind I have clearly done something so silly for the entire world to see that it is indeed proven that I am silly because I do silly things exhibit A. Maybe everyone that reads my blog could just forgive me because mistakes are what humans do and I'm indeed a human. So stop laughing already.
Okay so last week this time I read Marian Pike's blog to have a look at what the topic for that week's blog was. "What are we to do" is what I saw, idea's started to flow within...easy as pie I thought.
Now here we are almost seven days down the line and naturally more and more of my class mates are doing their blog entries and some of them commenting on mine. I had not even had the faintest clue that what I saw the topic to be was in fact wrong. I did not even know that I had done something wrong.
Firstly one could not blame this on me being hung over because I don't even drink. Deprived from sleep could be a factor? I need specs, but I eat my carrots. One could maybe blame the fact that I was indeed in a hurry to do my blog to get back to the festivities of the Easter weekend.
So with "we are what we do" in mind I have clearly done something so silly for the entire world to see that it is indeed proven that I am silly because I do silly things exhibit A. Maybe everyone that reads my blog could just forgive me because mistakes are what humans do and I'm indeed a human. So stop laughing already.
Friday, April 10, 2009
What are we to do?
With the elections only two weeks away and Jacob Zuma aka JZ just this week being released of his corruption charges by the NPA, a sense of urgency is building within me.The future is looking gloom.
As a young adolescent in South Africa I almost feel that my vote is a "do or die" vote, I'll be voting with the intention to make a difference by bringing change. I must just admit that I really hope that Jacob Zuma does not become president, but chances are that he probably will be. What are we to do? Us common folk need to make a stand. We cannot just sit back and see what happens or let this defeatist’s attitude rule us.
I spoke to a friend earlier this week. She told me “I forgot to register to vote so I’m not voting”. I could feel my blood begin to boil. I cannot even begin to fathom why people don’t see the importance of voting. If you don’t vote you will have no say. Come the 22 April 2009 we need to vote, for who you might ask? The party DAt will get this country back on the road to success.
As a young adolescent in South Africa I almost feel that my vote is a "do or die" vote, I'll be voting with the intention to make a difference by bringing change. I must just admit that I really hope that Jacob Zuma does not become president, but chances are that he probably will be. What are we to do? Us common folk need to make a stand. We cannot just sit back and see what happens or let this defeatist’s attitude rule us.
I spoke to a friend earlier this week. She told me “I forgot to register to vote so I’m not voting”. I could feel my blood begin to boil. I cannot even begin to fathom why people don’t see the importance of voting. If you don’t vote you will have no say. Come the 22 April 2009 we need to vote, for who you might ask? The party DAt will get this country back on the road to success.
Friday, April 3, 2009
We are afraid of the wrong things
We are afraid of the wrong things? Are we really? I am legitimately afraid of certain things...like the dark and small spaces. But I think we as humans tend to also be afraid of the wrong things, which even has a control on the way we live.
You know when you getting done to go somewhere, you end up changing your outfit over and over Why? So that you can look better? But for who? We are so afraid of what people are going to say and that they will judge us, but in fact they barley even notice what we wear. And that’s a fact.
We are so afraid to die Why? Because we know that the life that we are leading is not what God approves of. If we lived the right way we should want to die as soon as possible as to avoid being misled onto the wrong path. Be more afraid of how you live your life.
We are so afraid of failure that we actually end up crippling ourselves by putting negative thoughts in our head, a mere self fulfilling prophesy. We will succeed, I say.
We are so afraid to be ourselves that we all living in this pretend world. We are all great its time that you believe it to.
So the lesson in all of this is, stop being afraid of the wrong things and live a real life with legitimate fears like the dark and small spaces.
You know when you getting done to go somewhere, you end up changing your outfit over and over Why? So that you can look better? But for who? We are so afraid of what people are going to say and that they will judge us, but in fact they barley even notice what we wear. And that’s a fact.
We are so afraid to die Why? Because we know that the life that we are leading is not what God approves of. If we lived the right way we should want to die as soon as possible as to avoid being misled onto the wrong path. Be more afraid of how you live your life.
We are so afraid of failure that we actually end up crippling ourselves by putting negative thoughts in our head, a mere self fulfilling prophesy. We will succeed, I say.
We are so afraid to be ourselves that we all living in this pretend world. We are all great its time that you believe it to.
So the lesson in all of this is, stop being afraid of the wrong things and live a real life with legitimate fears like the dark and small spaces.
What is the colour of the wind?
Rolling off her lips…”What is the colour of the wind? is the topic for this blog that ‘s due”. Baffled little me sat there for a while trying to come up with some sought of a witty and creative answer, but to my dismay, I guess in the real world I realized that the wind has no colour.
The wind is see through, sheer, translucent, transparent and all that other adjectives. However, all of us tend to have an alternative world to that which we live in, our own little world that we escape to now and then, where things are different to that of the real world. People are red, green and orange. A real rainbow nation. Zebra’s are multicoloured species, not just black and white. The sky is green and the grass is blue.
If I had to choose, in my world the colour of the wind would be black. A basic colour, looks good with everything and is flattering on every level. It would make everything look very scary on a windy day. Just imagine that tumble weed with a gush of black wind traveling behind it. Adapted from a quote from Jimmy Dean “I can't change the colour of the wind, but I can surely try to see things in a different colour.”
The wind is see through, sheer, translucent, transparent and all that other adjectives. However, all of us tend to have an alternative world to that which we live in, our own little world that we escape to now and then, where things are different to that of the real world. People are red, green and orange. A real rainbow nation. Zebra’s are multicoloured species, not just black and white. The sky is green and the grass is blue.
If I had to choose, in my world the colour of the wind would be black. A basic colour, looks good with everything and is flattering on every level. It would make everything look very scary on a windy day. Just imagine that tumble weed with a gush of black wind traveling behind it. Adapted from a quote from Jimmy Dean “I can't change the colour of the wind, but I can surely try to see things in a different colour.”
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